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the black rose Apr 2020
i think its so cool what we did with the world;
innovated & expanded,
creation turned creator.
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i think its so cruel what we did with the world;
innovated & expanded,
drained the life out of the planet.
obsessive need to gain of physical,
while still leaving empty handed...
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still its cool how certain flow & process
can restore
and heal itself.
its cool to witness life form in death
innocence form from threat,
awaiting patiently,
what's next...
the black rose Mar 2020
with demand as initial intent,
i wish to continuously glare at my feet
to meet masculine energy in abundance awaiting my inquiry.
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thinking swift on my feet
then using charm and wit to greet
each intimate connection.
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i love it here.
they love it here.
the black rose Mar 2020
its not a lover i need to fulfill my desires,
it is a partner consistent in growing through the madness
and only seeing its potential.
the black rose Mar 2020
cmon' Eve dear,
its about time you drop
the apple;
the one still linking you to the idea of a snake whispering in betrayal
yet leading you up roads until your new arising.
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Eve, your throat isn't only deep enough to hold erected conceptions;
use your longevity
to make your will live long in face of all that once seen you unworthy.
you are worthy, xo.
the black rose Mar 2020
the closer i get to a realization of
what the connection between male and female truly is,
the more i understand my actions toward you
then and even now, as i speak.
we may never understand each other,
we may never get to share an experience
with mutual level of love & lust...
although sometimes i hope we still can.
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i just hate to feel like its that "Pinky" girl..
the one with trust issues
and revenge adding fuel
to her fire of insecurities
that she thinks can only be cured
if she's emotionally attached to someone who loves her body,
or someone who loves the idea
of how neatly her ****** slips
onto his ego without brushing against it
hard enough to provoke what he's insecure about.
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just thought id actually share the part of me
that still screams for you even after trying to destroy her.
the black rose Mar 2020
wonderland,
where i reside and confide in all existence;
there are many different shapes,
so many sizes
and depictions
of true friendship.
the grass is green,
in fact there's no other way.
we're frolicking in flowers,
drenched in sunlight by day.
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and as the moon sends love,
so fluorescent.
i stand in constant gratitude for
my connections and ties,
who roam oceans
and skies
and all beyond
and all between...
my friends can be yours <3
the black rose Mar 2020
take me back to the space where i could 'poet' to infinity,
not scrambling for the most complex
or most context;
so i can express gratitude toward my innocence,
ask that version of me to stay naive
and to stay without question,
resting sure that all is as it must be.
the black rose Mar 2020
something about walls closing in
as motion keeps us closely connected.
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something about utilizing my energy
in ways that serve my entity
then choosing a whole new direction.
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something about the wander
leaves me searching after souls to save
with a constant trade in madness
and true sense of adventure!
the black rose Mar 2020
softness from my womb,
radiate throughout my being
and as abundant energy,
i rise,
kundalini.
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who knew as wander left to linger
a bit too long,
a certain purpose would find me urgent and in need of searching.
a sudden need to be felt has reached peak,
ive reached ends at wit
so i leak
and i wreak a stench of
mystery.
come find me.
the black rose Mar 2020
take a look
at what man has done to earth.
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the natural order and flow in disrupt,
as false riches now wither and rot.
fear not.
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do everything in reverse,
return as old and wise
then leave as soft,
empty
and innocent as child.
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